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Ironic
Copyright via P.W. aka MX Chick aka Me
He walked quietly into her room, guitar in hand. Lately she'd been waking up and tip toeing in his room and he'd play her lullabies until she was asleep enough for him to carry her to bed. But, tonight it was him coming to her.
He sat at the edge of her bed, close to her. He propped the guitar on his knees, holding it gently 'Like I'd hold her' he thought. His fingers lightly dancing on the chords, sweet and lulling yet mysterious and sultry all at the same time. To many emotions but they made a wonderful sound truly amazing.
His hand stilled on the guitar as he felt her move. The back of his hand moved along her face then the front trailed the way back. He felt as if she was pushing against his hand, "My damn imagination' he thought.
His hands returned to the guitar and his eyes closed lightly. She blinked her eyes open and heard the music. After a moment her eyes adjusted to the dark and she him but only barely but she could see his eyes barely shut framed in lashes and she could see his hands on the guitar as if they were dancing.
She reached up and touched his face. His hands stilled and his eyes shut tight before opening he wasn't sure what to do for some reason he was so scarred of how she'd react. But it wasn't like the first time he'd been in her room with her asleep. However he could feel electricity in the air. Her fingers moved across his skin. His roguishly new facial hair was apparent 'maybe he didn't shave' she wondered. Her hand found his. "It's odd your hands are so rough but your touch is so soft" she whispered. His hand immediately touched her face caressing her delicate skin.
He felt something between them some sort of energy running through them and then…
Ironic
Copyright via P.W. aka MX Chick aka Me
He walked quietly into her room, guitar in hand. Lately she'd been waking up and tip toeing in his room and he'd play her lullabies until she was asleep enough for him to carry her to bed. But, tonight it was him coming to her.
He sat at the edge of her bed, close to her. He propped the guitar on his knees, holding it gently 'Like I'd hold her' he thought. His fingers lightly dancing on the chords, sweet and lulling yet mysterious and sultry all at the same time. To many emotions but they made a wonderful sound truly amazing.
His hand stilled on the guitar as he felt her move. The back of his hand moved along her face then the front trailed the way back. He felt as if she was pushing against his hand, "My damn imagination' he thought.
His hands returned to the guitar and his eyes closed lightly. She blinked her eyes open and heard the music. After a moment her eyes adjusted to the dark and she him but only barely but she could see his eyes barely shut framed in lashes and she could see his hands on the guitar as if they were dancing.
She reached up and touched his face. His hands stilled and his eyes shut tight before opening he wasn't sure what to do for some reason he was so scarred of how she'd react. But it wasn't like the first time he'd been in her room with her asleep. However he could feel electricity in the air. Her fingers moved across his skin. His roguishly new facial hair was apparent 'maybe he didn't shave' she wondered. Her hand found his. "It's odd your hands are so rough but your touch is so soft" she whispered. His hand immediately touched her face caressing her delicate skin.
He felt something between them some sort of energy running through them and then…